Paroles Stapleton de Earl Sweatshirt

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its earl mister early bird gets them girls with curvy curves
skate mental truck smack a faggot in his shirley temple
your rhyme's rentals give em back to they owners
at the end of the bar
i spit with the permanence
learn i'm a curb stoppin person like third strike, vertic drop in jaw droppin verses
this bigger lips in person nigger spits and burns so earn this shit
furnish the flow until my pockets green, kermit's dick

the miss piggy's with a string in they ass
i control them like yo eyes when i'm takin a glass
so if you thinkin bout this then stop thinkin it fast
cuz my wolve's ten deep and they knuckles is brass

tell yo boyfriend that's a bat and this a migraine
and don't ask why my jeans splattered with these white stains
where you goin watchu doin tonight
stop runnin, just wanna know what you doin, come back

its earl, mister late shift, rapist in trainin
who edge bout as straight as some clay closet gay dick
ray say hey earl's a real charmin racist
s'your birthday-day have some kkk, bitch
habit habit
grab it fast and attack it faggot
i'm above average like i'm rappin in the attic yeah
i'm crouched in the basement shoutin couch is the greatest hit

dirty as a anus is
fans stand in rain for this
they'd even stand in sleet seas
until they fuckin feet bleedin
hail and fuckin snow in hell with fuckin coats
prolly wear more layers cuz its only one sweatshirt
he make em bow down til they mofuckin neck hurt


tell yo boyfriend that's a bat and this a migraine
and don't ask why my jeans splattered with these white stains
where you goin watchu doin tonight
stop runnin, just wanna know what you doin, come back

mr deerskin moccasins is on the fuckin stalk again
followin and stalkin all them largemont soccer chicks
choppin limbs, gnawin legs through they fuckin stockins and its
grandfather sweatshirt clockin all them cardigans
product of popped rubbers and pops that did not love us
so when i leave home keep my heart in the top cupboard
so i will not stutter when i'm shoutin fuck you son
wolf gang bout it we aint waitin til the moon come
ooh son, the moonshine got me feelin loose
as the poo's of a whore who's used to abuse
my screws pretty loose mind fucked like the hair dos
and do-do momma's dude i will bare ??
you un-ripe fruit dudes is crews to chew through
my niggas wash em down with a fat carton of yoohoo
odd future wolf gang kill em all
fuck em all no lube, is the crew to get used to
faggot

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